| Lyrics: | [Busta]
Busta Rhymes and Angie Mar-ti-nez
Sippin on mar-tinis
Check it out
now, check it out now, c'mon, c'mon
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Now let's take it
from the gutter to the fancy shit, c'mon
Make you really wanna do the nasty shit, c'mon
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Bounce all night and wave ya hands and shit
Everytime we come through, me and my mans
and shit
[A] Let me get my girls, drink a couple grand and shit
[B] Angie, I
love the way we form a plan and shit, c'mon
[B] You know we got 'em lovin how we movin 'em
crazy
[A] How we put it down you love the way we doin it baby
[Busta]
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Yo, lemme talk, shit, prepare for the worst
Oops spit on a verse, she call me like she
got the gat in the purse
Niggaz need to rehearse (you)
Lay you on a stretcher like
you caught a heart attack in the church
Reverse in the hearse, another body bring me the
nurse
Make you react first
Shoot the sound of my bounce, so when you hear my gat
burst
Ask(?) me, we floss fancy, me and Angie
Take shit beyond where niggaz really
can't see
Flow freakin yo' music together like we nasty
When you pass the L baby,
make sure you never pass me
Do whatever we stack cheddar the smart way
Blaze treets
and speed down the Pulaski Parkway
In and out of them lanes, you know we whippin all day
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Checkin the passenger seat, pettin my baby sharpei (woof)
Loyal like Kemosabe, haters
could never really harm me
I rep for my niggaz, you rep for Puerto Rico mami!
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[Angie]
Listen up, nigga get on the bus, ride with us
Most high we trust, other
than that
Everybody suspect, don't bother come test
Funk Flex blastin with it, I'm
masterin it
Linda Carter of the rap game
With gold bangles on my wrists, latin
chicks on the map mayn
man the game plan's arran-gin
a house on the hills of the
main-land, get on board
Step inside, arrest my eyes, I don't sleep
Confess sometimes
I roll deep
Underestimating mine is to not know me
I, analyze, every situation
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And I rise to any occasion
And I, stays in, do me mode then I'm
runnin the
streets, in do me clothes with a
sweatsuit and a fresh pair of sneakers
In the Benz
Coupe, smokin weed or Cohibas.. |
